On the table, the water in the basin has been dyed red.
Next to it was a pile of white cloth stained with blood, a shocking red color.
Lying tenderly on the bed, feeling weak, with a white cloth wrapped around her forehead.
Dongfang Aoshi looked sharply, walked over and asked, "What's going on?"
"Back to your lord, the second lady fell out of the window and broke her head."
"Send for the royal physician."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Dongfang Aoshi waved away the maid and sat beside the bed.
I found that the gentle face was abnormally flushed——
This is not normal.
Dongfang Aoshi stretched out his hand to touch Wen Wenwen's forehead, his thick eyebrows furrowed in concern, "You have a fever, how do you feel?"
It was obviously him who caused him to become like this, and now he is pretending to show concern!
hypocritical!
She sneered tenderly and took his hand away with difficulty, "Get out..."
Wen Wen doesn't want to see this person for a second.
It will remind her of those memories that were forcibly occupied——
nausea!
Dongfang Aoshi ignored Gentle's protest, put his hand into the quilt, and looked around.
"Go away... are you deaf? I told you to go away..." Wen Wenwen struggled with angry eyebrows, trying to get rid of it, but there was no strength at all.
His body was touched from head to toe.
In front of so many maids!
Even though she was covered with a quilt and couldn't see anything at all, Wen Wen still felt embarrassed and humiliated!
I was very angry, angry that I was sick at this time and had no ability to resist at all!
"Knock knock knock——"
There was a knock on the door.
The maid came with the imperial doctor.
The imperial doctor was a man. When he saw the situation in the room, he couldn't help but barge in and turned his back.
Dongfang Aoshi took back his hand and said, "Come in."
"Miss, please stretch out your hand." The imperial doctor came to the bedside, put down the medicine box, and was about to take Wen Wen's pulse.
Before he could feel his pulse, his wrist was pinched hard.
The bones rattled, and the imperial doctor's face turned pale in pain, and his voice trembled, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
The imperial doctor had no idea what he had done wrong to receive such treatment.
Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes and said, "Bring the silk thread."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The maid held the silk thread in both hands and offered it respectfully.
Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows.
The maid immediately understood and turned around to face the imperial doctor.
"..." The imperial doctor said, "Your Majesty, this official is not very good at studying and is not very proficient in diagnosing the pulse with silk threads..."
"Come here, drag this trash out and chop it up!" Dongfang Aoshi said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, several guards rushed in from the door, grabbed the imperial doctor, and tried to drag him away.
When the imperial doctor heard that his head was about to be beheaded, he was so frightened that he broke away from the guard's control and knelt down with a "plop" sound.
"My lord, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me! I will do my best to treat the young lady!"
Dongfang proudly waved his hand.
The guards retreated.
The imperial doctor let out a long breath, struggled to get up, and began to diagnose Wen Wenwen's pulse.
There were lots of beads of sweat on my forehead.
Looking at this scene Wen Wen didn't feel anything, she just felt it was ridiculous.
It was obviously Dongfang Aoshi who had tormented him like this, but now he was taking it out on the doctor, hypocritically, as if the doctor would really chop off someone's head if he didn't cure him -
Could he be any more hypocritical or disgusting?
He pulled his lower lip gently and mockingly, and sneered silently.
Dongfang Aoshi saw it, and his handsome face immediately sank, "Why are you laughing?"
Wen Wenwen opened her eyes and ignored him.
The jaw was locked.
Dongfang Aoshi forced her to turn her head and look at him, "Is this king ridiculous?"